In class yesterday, I turned around and was talking to my friend, and he threw part of his broken pencil at me, and turned around like he didn't do it. I laughed it off, and he laughed, too. Then, he threw something else and it went down my shirt. We both laughed really hard, and class went on. A little while later, I turned around and yelled across the room to my friend, April. When I did, he looked at me, smiled, and mocked me (in a joking way of course).

Today was the last day of school until Thanksgiving break, so we watched the rest of Across The Universe. I was leaning back in my sit, and every time I looked to my
right, he was staring at me. So, the bell rang, and he was walking down the hall ahead of me, when a blind student pretty much ran into him. He looked back at me and
laughed, and kept walking. I caught up to him because he slowed down, and we walked together. I joked around with him and told him he was going to hell for hitting a blind kid and that he was mean, and we laughed, and I told him that I almost ran into a little person at school, and he laughed. Right before we went our seperate ways, he just
looked at me and smiled.

What do you think? Please don't reply saying that he's immature or whatever, or that I am. That's not what I'm asking for advice on.

I really like this boy, and I just want to know an outsiders opinion! (:

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we'll always have Paris. ♥